In the silence of the endless skies, I hear the stars in their mournful cries. They speak of dreams, of fragile light, Of broken wings in the dead of night. The galaxy hums with an ancient song, Whispering truths of where we belong. Oh-oh, the wheel will turn, the stars will call, Oh-oh, the price to rise is the risk to fall. Oh-oh, a thread so thin, a dream so steep, Oh-oh, the cost is high, the pain runs deep. The universe demands a sacrifice, A heart to bleed, a soul to slice. For every spark that lights the void, A piece of us must be destroyed. The heavens ache, the stars confess, The price of hope is nothing less. To touch the sky, to claim the prize, The universe demands a sacrifice. A trail of ashes, a path of stone, Every star burns brighter alone. The constellations, they weep and glow, For what they gained and what they’ll never know. Time bends and breaks where choices lay, But still we march, through endless dark, Chasing the warmth of a dying spark. Oh-oh, the wheel will turn, the stars will call, Oh-oh, the price to rise is the risk to fall. Oh-oh, a thread so thin, a dream so steep, Oh-oh, the cost is high, the pain runs deep. The universe demands a sacrifice, A heart to bleed, a soul to slice. For every spark that lights the void, A piece of us must be destroyed. The heavens ache, the stars confess, The price of hope is nothing less. To touch the sky, to claim the prize, The universe demands a sacrifice. Would you give your breath to light the fire? Would you lose yourself for one desire? Would you burn the world to hold the flame, And live forever in the name? The universe demands its crime. The universe demands its crime. The universe demands its crime.